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Turbo
01:18
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She's a teenage party queen
Living life fast on her knees
Her dad would break my face
If he knew what she did to me
Her name is Turbo
But little do you know (she's seventeen)
We're in our thirties
Goddamn we feel dirty ('cept for Nick)
She's going out on a date
With all the boys who love jailbait
She's still got a babyface
Training bra holds her tits in place
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2. |
Mikey Graves
01:17
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You stepped in and ran a band into the ground
You sing like a cock and have the fucking dumbest hair around
Your songs are fucking lame and you have no goddamn nuts
If Danzig could find you he would rape you in your butt
Michael Graves you can lick my fucking pouch
Michael Graves I threw your records out
Michael Graves you can eat a big fat dick
Michael Graves you never wrote a hit
When I hear Horror Business I wanna smash some heads
But when I hear Scream I just wanna go to bed
You ruined my teen years and for that you gotta die
So go get fucked you stupid cunt and eat a big shit pie
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3. |
Lixy
01:21
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Face painted like Paul Stanley
My vag does tricks, she's pretty handy
When I bend over you'll forget your name
But from this angle we all look the same
Spend fifty bucks and ya you'll bust a nut
Or throw loonies and try and stick 'em to my butt
Ride up and down that greasy pole
Use your hand and pretend it's my slimy hole
You can lose a roll in my asshole
But you you know you wanna win the prize
I'll come chat you up and down sniffers row
Do you know where I can score some blow
Got a show that you don't want to miss
Come watch me drink my own piss
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4. |
Rocks & Rails
00:25
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All my money's fucking gone
Up my nose or in my arms
I don't have a problem
I don't have a problem
I don't have a problem with drugs
People say I'm bound to fail
Could give a fuck I want my rails
I don't have a problem
I don't have a problem
I don't have a problem with drugs
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5. |
H.O.W.
01:04
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I woke up one morning
Head pounding stomach groaning
I knew that I had fucked up
I spent all my money
On fifteeners of Lucky
I'm losing more than just rent
We're just a herd of wasters
Making fun of ugly babies
Trying to fuck their ugly moms
I bet she does anal
We're just a herd of wasters
Getting drunk with turkey basters
Can't taste the liquor in my bum
We're having a good time
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6. |
Big Brown Stain
00:43
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I spilled some coffee on the rug
Now I ain't getting no hugs
Ran out of spot shot today
So pick some up on the way
Cause it's a big brown stain
Be sure to buy the aerosol can
Cause I don't wanna hurt my hands
Scrubbing rug on my knees
Remember spot shot please
Cause it's a big brown stain
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7. |
Skate
00:50
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Grab your deck, we're gonna hit the streets tonight
Twelve or more, Luckys in my pack does me just fine
Ride some rails, acid drop a twelve stair
Bust some bones, thank fuck for health care
We're going rippin', we ain't ever gonna stop
Keep breaking laws saying fuck the cops
Slam some beers, we're getting fucked we're gonna roll
Hop a fence, jump in and shred your neighbors bowl
Bail out, cops are coming to shake shit down
Fuck shit up, annihilate this concrete town
We're going rippin', we ain't ever gonna stop
Keep breaking laws saying fuck the cops
All you fucking fashion pricks
Riding longboards man you ain't fucking shit
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8. |
Waster 4 Life
01:45
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Well I've been told that my life is a joke
I'm pushing thirty and I'm still fucking broke
I still ride my skateboard and I'm still breaking bones
They wan't me to grow up and do as I'm told
This is how I choose to live my life
Cause I don't want to be an asshole like you
Still killing kegs any weekend we can
Dancing like retards playing in shitty bands
I'll never pull in a solid 30k
But I'll always be happier than you'll ever be
This is how I choose to live my life
Cause I don't want to be an asshole like you
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9. |
2, 4, 5 Trioxin
02:37
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Shit went down at Uneeda Medical Supply
Now there ain't no turning back
How do you kill something that simply won't die
Zombies are on the attack
We released that toxic gas
Now we're totally fucked
2, 4, 5 trioxin
All my friends are fucking dying
Send more cops, they're still hungry
They're out there and ready to party
Hey check it out Trash is getting naked again
Tarman's banging on the door
she's being surrounded by a gang of dirty old men
Isn't that exactly what she asked for
We released that toxic gas
Now we're totally fucked
2, 4, 5 trioxin
All my friends are fucking dying
Send more cops, they're still hungry
They're out there and ready to party
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10. |
Colon Cobra
01:14
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Hanging out in Swift, need to drop a mean old shit
Those three dollar onion rings didn't help things one bit
Awe here it comes running out my bum
It's gonna come back and ruin your nice off white rugs
Ate some Indian food today
Now I know that I was going to pay
Got a colon cobra coming at ya
Don't come in here it's gonna blind ya
Hey where's your towels, I just unleashed hell from my bowels
The toilet's puking up my shit and it's smelling pretty foul
I'm on my knees cleaning up my dirty feces
I'm gonna need something a little stronger than febreeze
Ate some Indian food today
Now I know that I was going to pay
Got a colon cobra coming at ya
Don't come in here it's gonna fuckin' punch ya
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Glockey
02:30
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First you build your ramp
Make sure you got lots of gasoline and a hockey stick and a couple of buds
We're playing glockey tonight and you know we're gonna shotgun some suds
You got two shots
You better make them count
If you land two
Next dude shotguns a brew
Finish your beer
You can toss it on the course and fuck up the next dudes shot
For everyone he hits it's a slug, man we're getting fucked up
You can show your balls
It's totally up to you
Try a double
It could be trouble watch out
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12. |
Noonsey
01:07
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Father was a queer, mother was a lesbian
Didn't matter much to him cause his friends were festering
Kids didn't like him much, daddy took it in the butt
In his life it was the norm and who's hole his dad would fuck
Mother, father what have I done
I came to school today and I brought my gun
Mother, father what have I done
I came to school today and I came undone
Everyday he'd get beat up, mother was a fucking slut
Tried to take his life one day with a way for girls to fuck
Needles in his arms Noonsey's at an all time low
Now he's sporting speedos dancing at the bus depot
Mother, father what have I done
I came to school today and I brought my gun
Mother, father what have I done
I came to school today and I came undone
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13. |
Hot Off The Anvil
02:54
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Herd Of Wasters Saskatoon, Saskatchewan
Bart Dutchak - Drums
Andy Kesslar - Bass
Kris Webb - Guitar
Forming in early 2011, these overaged adolescents got
drunk and recorded an album about their hatred of Michael Graves, stupid made up drinking games, and other nonsense bullshit. Since then, they (slowly) matured and focused on writing about sexism, politics, human rights and more people they hate.
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